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I deleted you from my life like I said I would. I deleted you from my life as you agreed I should. I deleted you from my life but you didn’t stay away. I don’t know what you meant by texting me that picture today. I don’t know what you meant by telling me, flashback. […]

When we broke up, I wrote you a long ass letter. A letter full of cliches and funnies and me trying to make light of you breaking my heart. The night I left, you held me in your arms for one last time and danced with me. The perfect everything I wanted. You held me as […]

how do you know when it’s love? is it from the quickening of heartbeats? skin tingling as his fingers brush yours? the desperate yearning to constantly be talking to this person? the idea of what we could be? the dream of what it is? how do i know it’s love? as i embrace this new […]

our worlds pass in blinks of colour, interspersed with lines of black. ink upon skin; the way your drawing lingers. memories. today, you wrote me a flurry of texts and i couldn’t respond. the callousness of our souls is a dramatic reminder of what we once had. you and i are on par. he was, she […]

I’m not a big fan of the Jonas Brothers. I’m not a big fan of their music. I’ve never really been a Disney kid, but I do admit a fascination with Miley’s life. How could I not? As a kid growing up, her life seemed so easy. So removed from reality. I never really […]

There is no need for second-guessing. There is no anxiously waiting by the phone. No what is he doing? Is he thinking of me? No need to be the psychotic, clingy girl that so many boys are afraid of. There is no being made to feel like a pathetic, psychotic, clingy girl. There is no […]

i am not defined by how much i love the smell of fresh cut grass.i am not constructed of oceans of laughter. i am not Vancouver. Not Singapore. Not Australia.i am not my mother or my father.i am not my brother. i am not the wind that blows through my being. i am not the […]

i can smile now. like actually, physically hurt from smiling. i haven’t felt like this in such a long time; this high, and i know i wrote about lows, but life is a constant battle to get uphill, and i’m running, running, running, and for the first time, i feel like maybe i’m arriving. i […]

“For a time, he had meddled, even peddled, looking for the light in his own eyes. But never enough was it, just as well, in his own mind, for the brand of fire which he desired was the sort a man might chase until he dies, and even at the gates of Hell, never find.” […]

“You wish you could ignore it, but it’s all you can think of. As your mutual friends all turn their eyes to you — waiting for you to lose it, waiting for you to go into “crazy ex” mode and start implicating them in your messiness — you can’t help but turn your eyes to […]